After Zhu Sansi and his companions entered the area of Mantou Mountain, Luo Wenyuan could no longer track the location of Liu Zhilong's personal terminal. However, based on the location analysis of the last transmission, they should have gone to an underground air-raid shelter one kilometer south of Mantou Mountain.
Luo Wenyuan is now more and more proficient in the use of magnetic powers. Using magnetism to counteract gravity allows him to run over land as if he were flying, and he quickly arrived at the Mantou Mountain rest area.
Luo Wenyuan jumped down from a big tree. His magnetic power condensed on the soles of his feet, forming an upward force. He landed without making any sound, leaving only two shallow footprints on the snow.
Luo Wenyuan touched the ground with one hand and used his earth-related ability to sense the surrounding situation. There were indeed signs of human activity in the underground air-raid shelter, which should be the students in Group B. Luo Wenyuan was about to open the hatch when his face suddenly froze. He stretched out his hand and brushed across the thick snow on the ground to cover the hatch and footprints and handprints. With the help of magnetism to increase his jumping ability, he jumped onto a big tree.
Luo Wenyuan had barely vanished from the darkness of the treetops when six ferocious beasts slowly emerged from the distant forest. In the moonlight and the gleam of the snow, Luo Wenyuan spotted three sturdy gray wolves, arranged in a triangular formation, sniffing the snow with their heads lowered. Behind them followed three brown bears, each of them massive, plump, and massive.
Several beasts walked and whispered to each other in wild animal roars. The bear warrior walking at the back cracked his mouth and asked the three werewolves who were exploring the way: "Sergei, are you sure those Chinese people went in this direction?"
A gray wolf that was walking with a slight limp turned around and wrinkled its nose at the bear man, looking very dissatisfied with his questioning.
"Leonid, werewolves have twice the sense of smell as you bearmen. If we werewolves can't distinguish the scent of the Chinese from under such thick snow, you bearmen can forget about it! Yelena sent us a message asking us to avoid conflict with the Chinese and find the entrance to Mantou Mountain as soon as possible. You actually dared to disobey Andrei's orders? Think about how to explain it to him later!"
Leonid opened his mouth wide and let out a bestial roar, as if scoffing at the lame wolf's words. "Andrei said to avoid conflicts as much as possible, but he didn't say they absolutely must not happen. Sergei, has your brain capacity shrunk since you became a wolf?"
"Our mission this time is to find the Goblin King. Why do you have to pick a fight with those Chinese people?"
"Andre and the others have already reached Mantou Mountain. The Goblin King might have been captured by now. We won't be able to take the lead even if we go there. We might as well have some fun with the Chinese psychics here! I heard that psychics have a mysterious power in their bodies. If we can eat their hearts, it might be more effective than drinking the Goblin King soup!"
"You're disobeying orders anyway. If you implicate the werewolf warriors, I will report the truth to Lord Peter and have him skin your bear to make a rug!"
"Now it's the turn of His Majesty Alexander of the Bear Clan to be the Chief of the Orcs. Even if Lord Peter is angry, he can't punish me for the time being as long as His Majesty Alexander is here, haha!"
The other two brown bears also grinned, revealing a smug and mocking expression. The three gray wolves in front were furious, their eyes flashing with anger, and they wished they could fight the bear-men. Unfortunately, the wolf leader had lost to the bears, and it was an indisputable fact that he had lost his leadership for ten years.
According to the orcs' rules, werewolves were to be half a level lower than bearmen for ten years and were to obey their orders. If any werewolf dared to break this rule, they would be condemned and hunted down by all the orcs. Therefore, the three werewolves, filled with rage, did not dare to confront the bearmen. They simply roared in vain for a while to vent their anger, then lowered their heads and continued to follow the scent left by Zhu Sansi and his men, leading the three brown bears closer and closer to the underground air-raid shelter.
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